Whispered Song: Crown of Stars - THE GATHERING STORM by Kate Elliot
Magic in the Writing: Breath of Snowtear
Society is making demands of me: the expectation to pursue an education, a career; to work and thus earn the currency by which we subsist on. In other, non-decorated, words, my first year at Uni started this week. What does this entail? Well, unlike my other fortunate peers who get days off, I am required to leave at 8.15am most mornings, and do not return to the comfort of my abode till 6pm most days. I say most days, because on days like Fridays, I have activities at night and do not get to collapse in my chair until 10pm. By then, I am most likely to be too tired to get any work done, besides go through my cluttered inbox. For some reason, the start of Uni has brought on a wave of emails, so that I am seeing an average of 10 emails a night. Beneath that pile of work (which I am behind in), my short story is slowly fading away from being smothered and lack of nourishment.
Alas, the date draws near. I have 3 days left till Keri hunts me down and demands that I produce a first draft of my short story. I fear I will disappoint her. Hardly any progress has been made to the short story, which I am very ashamed to say was conceived at the birth of the month of December. Yet published authors have raised their precious prodigies and crafted something beautiful, as well as their blood children. It is debatable which child is the more demanding - the child of words or of blood? If such people manage to spin out a novel worthy of being published, how is it I, with less concerns than them, am unable to produce a short story? Perhaps it is time to give myself a kick. How can I birth something good if I do not sweat for it? So the question narrows down to this: should I assign a day to writing, or force myself out of bed in the morning to get something down before the day's current drags me under?
I shall close here, with the feeling that these words, written while distracted, make no sense to any other than me.
No negativity. Not chewing up your self esteem. No "it won't happen"s before you've tried. Just write. It's awesome...and you can do it. Far worse writers than you pump out all sorts of rubbish so don't be afraid to write something even if it is rubbish at first because I have faith that you have the ability to produce something well written in the end.♥
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